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The Painful Sunday

October 9, 2011
By Ghostwriter92 PLATINUM, Salt Lake City, Utah
Ghostwriter92 PLATINUM, Salt Lake City, Utah
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Favorite Quote:
"Your life is a gift. Accept it. No matter how screwed up or how painful it seems to be. Somethings are going to work out as if they were destined to happen... As if they were just meant to be"

It’s a sweet Sunday.
The sun is out and
Music is playing out in the courtyard.
A feeling of peace rests on the congregation.
When all of a sudden, a sharp stab penetrates my chest
My eyes widen
My mouth opens and a scream bursts, but no sound comes out
I try to keep my composure, but the blade pierces deep into my chest
It’s almost unbearable
My hands take hold of the blade
As I try pulling it out of me
When your face appears
My hands quickly let go of the blade
A smile creeps onto your face
And I know it’s over
I’m done for.

The author's comments:
One day in church this feeling of being stabbed did come upon me and all I could do was write about it

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